THAT HIDEOUS STRENGTH

If a thing can be conceived by the mind it is almost guaranteed that such a thing is occurring someplace, somewhere - whether in the aggregate material creation or in the limitless expanse of the Spiritual Sky. Conspiracy indicates plots conceived in secret for nefarious ends. None are more nefarious than that of Satan, his demonic hierarchy, and the “old dragon” thrown to earth as told of and relayed in days of yore, now walking among us and incarnate as a genetic strain upon the earth as the Thirteenth Satanic Bloodline. No dark forces are more ghastly and horrifying than that of the Rephaim who now exist as evil spirits and, when having acquired a flesh body host through possession, reemphasize their designation as undead.

Evil and evil most profound, exceeding in its properties of cruelty and nigh inconceivable in reach, it is this hideous power which assails the light as the world hurtles toward a violent and terminal end. Those who think, erroneous and in error, that they exist within a plane beyond the manipulation of Satan, beyond the cold, bleak hands of the undead, do so in great error and in so doing cross a line, securing resultant discipline which is no less than catastrophic in its severity.

Along the endless corridors of hellish cells which glisten with blood, shrill with the incessant sounds of torture and death, such is the destiny of those who deny the intractable hideous power of dark forces which cannot be denied, who drown in nescience where only predatory concourse might rectify, and who fail to go where others cannot go and do what others cannot do. Only that and that alone the uninterrupted quest fulfilled, destiny as tormentor secured, in dungeons of secret horror and upon each and every compass point of the world and with dreadful regency for all that lay between.